East Far City.

As a frontier city, he should have guarded the frontier like a veteran of a hundred battles. The wind can't blow it, and the rain can't destroy it.

But its walls can only be described as miserable. Ruins and ruins.

But it is not in disrepair, but it has been repeatedly attacked to become like this. On the city wall, there are traces of swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and there are many arrows stuck in the city, shaking with the wind.

The dark black traces are the blood left behind by the soldiers who died here.

It seems to be a battle-hardened general who has died in battle.

Because of repeated losses, the city has become like this again. Therefore, there is no garrison of the imperial court in the city, and it is a city that nominally belongs to the state of Chu, but in fact it does not care about both.

Trade is very prosperous, but there are also many evils.

There are also rogues and horse thieves, and they sell their stolen goods here. There are also normal merchants who trade here.

The people of Chu are Jianghu guests and outlaws.

There are also many Mengyuan people, and the Hu people are crisscrossing here.

Here the strong are respected.

Of course, there were no soldiers guarding the city at the gates, and the people who entered and exited were not in order, and they were very chaotic. Wu Nian saw an old man.

The old man was silver-haired, hunched, extremely thin, his face was covered with wrinkles and ravines, and he walked tremblingly and needed a wooden stick to support him.

Such an old man doesn't stay at home, but he comes to this dangerous Dongyuan City, and he doesn't know why.

He knew that he was in the way, so he walked carefully, trying to avoid conflict with others, and was humble as if he were an ant.

But even so, a Mengyuan man riding a tall horse knocked down the old man because the horse was frightened. This Meng Yuan man not only did not get off the horse to apologize, but also became furious.

"You old thief. It looks like it's about to die. Don't stay at home and wait for death, you come out to blackmail people, right? ”

The Meng Yuan man turned over and dismounted, and the horsewhip in his hand hit the old man in the face.

This Meng Yuan man has a national face, his face is black and red, his face is full of beard, and he is a little short in height, but he is very strong. Wearing Mengyuan clothes, his hair is tied into pigtails, he speaks an awkward Liaodong Chinese dialect, and he is surrounded by more than ten tall Mengyuan guards with swords.

Probably a Mengyuan nobleman.

He had no mercy, and brandished the whip in his hand with all his might.

With a "snap", the old man's face immediately opened and blood flowed. Even if the old man's face is weathered and his skin is relatively hard, he can't stop the whip of the wolf-like Mengyuan people.

"Ahh With a bang, the old man let out a miserable scream and fell backwards to the ground. But instead of crying, he begged for mercy as soon as possible.

He struggled to kneel, kowtowed to the nobleman of Mengyuan, and said, "This lord." This sir. It's the villain's fault, it's the villain's fault. Please spare your life. ”

The Han people talk about Confucian etiquette, not that there are no ruffians and hooligans, lazy men and bullies. Just very little.

Some ruffians, lazy bullies, are still very benevolent and righteous, and there are even fewer people who deal with this kind of old man.

But the Mengyuan people are different. They live in the white water and black mountains, and they respect the strong. Before their rise, they would drive the elderly away if they encountered a heavy snowstorm, or if their livestock froze to death in large numbers, or if they did not have food in their homes.

Let the old man freeze to death in the ice and snow.

Without the constraints of loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, they only talk about the respect of the strong.

Therefore, the sages said that human nature is inherently evil and needs to be cultivated and edified.

The old man's plea for mercy did not arouse the pity of the Mengyuan nobles, but aroused his anger even more. The whip in his hand fell on the old man's body like raindrops.

The old man curled up skillfully, resisted the falling whip, and let out a muffled snort.

It's not that no one is passing by, and it's not that there are no Han strong people, but they all just glance at it, some people sympathize, but no one makes a move, and they leave in a hurry.

In this eastern Liaodong territory, survival is not easy.

What's more, now that the Mengyuan people are strong, this Mengyuan nobleman has many guards, and he is not easy to mess with.

Why bother to make a fuss for an irrelevant person?

Not far away, a team was parked.

Twenty or thirty people crowded around several large carts, one of which was a carriage in which people sit. The carriage is relatively delicate, and it looks like the people in the carriage have quite a status.

Among these people, there were ten strong men riding tall horses with swords and bows, and their actions were very orderly, and their eyebrows were full of murderous aura.

Their origins are indeed not simple. It is the family soldier who commands the guard Changqing.

In the Great Chu State.

The commander was the highest military commander of Wei, with 5,000 households, 500 households, and more than 5,000 soldiers.

Wei Changqing is a general in Liaodong, and he shocked Chu and Mongolia with his brave reputation.

He is one of the few generals who can fight and dare to fight among the entire Liaodong guards.

The man of the carriage is not simple. It is Wei Changqing's youngest daughter, Wei Xiang.

In the Chu State, a woman can marry at the age of thirteen or fourteen, but Wei Yu is eighteen this year, but she has not yet been married, and she belongs to the "contemporary leftover girl".

However, she has no physical defects, no fox odor, no disabilities, and no infirmity.

The two are good-looking, and they are very outstanding beauties for one hundred and eighty miles.

The reason why she can't get married is because she is tough. Known as the "Female Tiger of the Wei Family".

She doesn't know how to embroider needles and threads, she doesn't know how to weave cloth and wash clothes. But the body is strong, capable of fighting fierce beasts, opening a strong bow, galloping left and right, making a pole and eight horses, galloping to hunt tigers.

She has three brothers, but Wu Yong is not as good as her.

Wei Changqing often sighed, if the little girl is a man, pass me on the door, and I will be blinded to death.

Inside the carriage.

Wei Xian lifted the black car curtain, saw the scene in front of the city gate, sighed lightly, and said: "There is no one in the city who is a man. ”

She gave birth to a goose egg face, with straight eyebrows, like a man's sword eyebrows, her facial features are extremely delicate, beautiful with heroism, and a little charming in heroism.

She is very tall, different from ordinary people, and her figure is like a normal woman, she should be big and thin, but in this woman's body, there is a terrifying power hidden.

Her dress is also very refreshing. A thick and silky green silk, just tied in a ponytail, hanging down the back of his head, wearing a narrow-sleeved power suit, a delicate dagger stuck in his waist, and a steel knife with a sheath standing beside him.

The Wei family rouge tiger never dresses up, and he doesn't like the headdress bracelet, but the weapon never leaves his body.

When the red lips whispered, Wei Xiang's slender but powerful right hand had already touched the steel knife next to him, and his eyes flashed with the light of wanting to make trouble.

The straight eyebrows exude a cold murderous aura.

"Miss. You can't mess around anymore. Last time you castrated Chen Zongbao. It took a lot of effort for the lord to settle it. ”

There was also a little maid sitting in the carriage, looking at her young lady's murderous cheeks, she trembled in fear.

Chen Zongbao is the son of a thousand households, because he was drunk, he behaved inappropriately and molested Wei Xiang. She pulled out the small dagger from her waist and castrated it herself.

I have heard of noble girls who sent people to castrate those who molested them.

But I've never heard of a woman castrating a man by herself.

She can't get married, and there is a reason why she can't get married.

At this moment, the essence in Wu Nian's eyes flashed.